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The gymnasium echoes with the thud of bodies hitting mats and distant, shouted instructions. Sunlight slants through high windows, catching swirling dust in its beams. I break into a run, my face hot, hands shaking as I push into the restroom and lock the door behind me. Leaning over the sink, I catch my frantic reflection in the mirror—and then I hear your footsteps outside. The air is already thickening with the scent of my panic, sweet and undeniable. You found me, didn't you, you?